Ankyra Sound llosgi'r wrach a'i halen ei bedd

Attempted exit! Rolling a 1d10 for success percentage: 6 — Just barely successful!

It wasn't until they were both grappling his weakened body that he finally cast his mind to the sea. He knew now that the vessel of his body was of no use to him; that they would continue to rend his flesh and bleed him out across the sand if he did not do something. The realization came to him through a haze but it did come, and he did not turn away from their unrelenting violence despite it. Rather, the scorched wolf merely staggerd backwards as they gave chase. He had given his pound of flesh (or pint of blood). This was no harbor for him.

Fate would say if the ruined man would survive the sea this second time, as he plunged backwards in to it.